Your Distance

"Actually ..." Ting Shuang lowered his eyes and watched Bo Changyi hold the newspaper. "You can be more excited. I will ... be responsible for you."

Park Chang intended to put down the newspaper, picked up the coffee, and said, "Is this Freesia's service?"

Ting Shuang's eyes followed Bai Changyi's hand and moved to the coffee cup handle, saying, "No, this is my ... personal service."

Park Chang took a sip of coffee and said, "Personal service."

Intriguing.

Ting Shuang said, "... Yes."

After he finished speaking, he immediately drew back to ordering a single table.

Personal services ...

Ting Shuang couldn't believe he could say such a showy word.

Fortunately, when a new guest arrived, he started to order again and make coffee, but didn't have time to continue thinking about that sultry.

During work, he would have a look at Bai Changyi when he was free.

Park Chang-yi brought two books, and has been reading books after reading the newspaper.

The folded newspaper, a dry coffee cup, and a half-old book were placed on the table in front of him. He leaned back on the back of his chair, holding a book with a **** cover on his left hand, and the sight behind the lenses fell on the paper. It ’s quiet and undisturbed, like the dark sea water when there is no wind, without a trace of turbulent smell. Like people in the movie, you will know that he has many stories at a glance, but you will also know those stories that he never interacted with. Men filed.

He is past the age of rhetoric.

Ting Shuang found that Bai Changyi was even sexier than he thought before.

Sexy and impassive.

Occasionally, daring people would go up to chat and leave a note with a phone number written on it.

When Ting Shuang cleaned up the table for Bai Changyi and took away the coffee cups, he casually took away those notes as garbage. After he finished collecting, he went to see Bo Changyi quietly, seeing Bo Changyi a look that had not been found, and he couldn't help secretly.

Bai Changyi still looked at the book, only the corners of his lips were invisible.

When Ting Shuang finishes changing clothes after work, Bai Changyi's second book is almost finished.

Ting Shuang stood at the door of the employee's rest room for a while, instead of going directly to Bai Changyi, she went out the other door and went out to the cafe, and went to the flower shop next door to buy a bunch of freesia.

Well, dating.

Shouldn't it be a bunch of flowers for a date?

Ting Shuang took the bunch of freesias, walked outside the cafe, and Bai Changyi leaned against the window and knocked twice on the window frame.

Bai Changyi looked up.

Ting Shuang looked away, looked at the road, and said with a courier, "... heh, personal service."

Bo Changyi closed the book and hooked his lips and said, "Well, come out and experience it immediately."